At eleven years old, Dean Winchester thinks he and Castiel will be best friends forever. One day, however, when Castiel shatters their friendship in one easy swoop, Dean finds himself fearing nothing will ever be the same between them again. Now seven years later, their paths cross again and together they find themselves figuring out who they truly are and who they were meant to be.

A tattoo shop and a flower shop, beside each other? Odd. But when an innocent Florist by the name of Dean Winchester enters the neighbouring shop and asks for a simple tattoo, Castiel Novak a punk rocker tattooist gives the man with sparkling green eyes what he wants, and accidentally lets him take his heart when he's finished

Cockles AU where Jensen and Misha are both unmarried and on the set of supernatural, Misha struggles with believing in Jensen's feelings for him.

It was a completely normal hunt for a werewolf. Everything seemed to be going great, except for the fact one werewolf turns out to be a whole pack. Dean and Cas thought it would be easy peasy until they get attacked by the whole pack. One thing leads to another and now Dean can see souls and even angel wings.

A routine haunting lands Dean in a historic hotel with his brother, a flirtatious Cas look-a-like, and a grouchy Angel of the Lord masquerading as his husband. (A Stonehenge Apocalypse crossover.)

Dean Winchester, after getting laid off at his usual job at a car repair shop, settles in to a new profession: A grocery store's cleaning lady. He's either cleaning the isles or cleaning the bathrooms; he likes neither. He wishes more than anything to quit, but something has to pay the bills. Other than his new job, everything has finally settled down in his life. Until a rejected, blue eyed angel that fell from heaven decides to befriend Dean. "Normal" is no longer a term in Dean Winchester's vocabulary. An Original Destiel Fanfiction. [DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY CONTAINS SOME MATURE LANGUAGE AND/OR MILD SEXUAL CONTENT]

Castiel's wings were taken from him years ago by a nameless man, and he wants what was rightfully his back. He joins an elite group of assassins in order to retrieve them, but when he comes face to face with his wings' new owner, will he be able to get the job done? Will Castiel claim his wings once again? This is an AU. Yes, this story is pretty short but oh well! OCs belong to me. **MAY BE GRAPHIC AT TIMES** I would rate this PG-13 for blood, gore, some language, etc. Proceed with caution. Please enjoy! :) (This story is also the winner of @sarcastxcangel's Destiel contest) | Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or its characters |

Dean and Cas fall into a routine. They get drunk, or gather enough craziness to find each other, and do the deed. They promise it will be the last time. Always the last time. It never is. ~ WILL CONTAIN SMUT. WARNINGS GIVEN AT BEGINNING OF CHAPTER ~ got the idea for this story from @eat_sleep_breath_destiel on Instagram!(the cover of the book is what I saw and if should explain the story)

Cas, Dean, and Sam have been hunting together and splitting off to take smaller jobs. The story starts with the three of them on three separate hunts. Cas is human and wounded. He shows up at Dean's motel in need of help. What proceeds is the two of them meeting up with Sam and going on an involved hunt, over the course of which Dean and Cas slowly figure out their feelings for each other. Lots of awkwardness (in a good way), some mild angst, comfort, and eventually fluff and smut.

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